Throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

My throwback

Back in the days with my bros

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

All the good memories that I own

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I miss the young days now that I'm grown

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Back in the days with my bros

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

All the good memories that I own

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I miss the young days now that I'm grown

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I know that

Back in the days with my broski's

Yeah 'cause I miss them days

You know knock down ginger from door to door

Wake up play squares in the cage

And that was a ting for our age

That truly taught me a life lesson

Don't be a dog be the king in the game

Spitting real facts get that stuck in your brain

And I remember until November

Mandem writing bars and rhyming

Middle of the circle spitting hard digits Sony Ericsson

Playing out Nutty Violinz

Those were the days I got used to mmm hmm

And you know them ones when your boys got twos

And you gotta use Bluetooth

Rah that one's a throwback

And I remember firework season

With the broski's never took no caution

And after the longest day in the ends

We'd all grab a munch a big portion

And you know my meal five piece with the chips

And the barbecue wings lick our tings in the park

Have a laugh with the tings

Rah that one's a throwback

Let me tell you 'bout throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

My throwback

Back in the days with my bros

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

All the good memories that I own

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I miss the young days now that I'm grown

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Back in the days with my bros

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

All the good memories that I own

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I miss the young days now that I'm grown

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I know that

Back in the days we were chilling in blocks

I remember the drip it was Voi and I show love top

I came from the ground now I'm grown

I crept to the top

Look I still got love for my bros

Cah I miss 'em a lot

Still got love for my bros

And hold tight the mandem locked in a steel cage box

Brozay wants to pop and bop then

Back to the grind bro watch how the T-line pop

We were kids in the 9 but my circle supplied 'dem crops

Look the trapping looked peak

I bag and repeat I slang it and pattern the streets

Wrap that two in the blue of the bujj

And crack to supply 'dem feens

Baby rock with the tug and I can provide your dream

Let me come to your crib for some lunch

We can blow some trees

My R.O.D she my sweetest one and my realest G

She be throwing it back and be brucking it out to the beat

Let me chat in your ear

She's in love 'cah my voice too deep

She's in love 'cah my voice too deep

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Back in the days with my bros

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

All the good memories that I own

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I miss the young days now that I'm grown

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Back in the days with my bros

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

All the good memories that I own

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I miss the young days now that I'm grown

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

Let me tell you 'bout my throwback

I know that